Make It Butter Brickle

pickle

One thing about Fran was she was fickle

Would turn on the charm and then let it trickle

Like the sticky syrup of a melting popsicle

She’d promise you millions, then give you a nickel

Oh, forget about her, let’s go get a pickle

 

That nonsense was written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – fickle

… and I believe I said last night there is ALWAYS a song.  How about this one?

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